All language subtitles for Wycliffe - S02E05 - Four And Twenty Black Birds

- What the hell?

Hah!

Are you all right?

Where are you?

Are you there?

Can you get an ambulance?

I've just hit someone.

- Where about?

- Half a mile back.

Bloke just ran out
in front of me.

- Look, there's a big
fire out there.

You see it?

I've just called
the fire brigade.

- Well, that's where
he came from.

- Hey go, you go back out there.

See if there's anything
you can do to help

and I'll call an ambulance.

Well go on.

- Hello?

Anyone at home?

Hello?

- We searched the
road where you say

the accident took place,

and all we found was
an item of footwear.

- Thank god for that.

I thought maybe he was
lyin' out there dead.

- However, when the
officer examined the shoe,

he found to be some
evidence of blood.

Will you come with
me, Mr. Rowland?

As a matter of routine
we're gonna ask you

if you wouldn't mind
taking a breath test.

- Open to the four winds
up here, isn't it, sir?

- Yeah, it's a bit bleak.

- You want to be here
in winter, sir.

Well, do
you know the farmer?

Oh, everyone
knows old Totts.

Yeah?

- But he keeps himself
to himself.

No time for no one
except his dog.

- Dying breed.

Looks fresh.

- Yeah the glass was
found on the inside.

- Do we know what caused it?

- SOCO's not sure yet,

but it could be a bullet.

- He's not married, then?

- No, sir.

- There's bloodstains here.

And a palm print.

Human blood?

- I don't know.

It could be the dog's, but ah,

there's drips leading
to the back door.

If he was shot,

he was shot from the
outside, through the glass,

and he fell there.

Then he might've
managed to get up

and make his getaway
at the back door.

Either that or it's a
very clever set up.

- Hmm.

Anything?

- Not so far.

Apart from the blood over
there where the shoe was found.

- I checked with the
hospitals, ma'am.

They've had nothing
turn up that would

match this type of accident.

But then if it was an
assailant fleeing the scene,

he's hardly like to pitch
up a casualty, is he?

- We don't know if there
is an assailant, Potter.

- Oh, yeah, the driver
said the person

was carrying a stick.

It might've been a gun.

- Maybe.

You get hit by a car,

you don't exactly get
up and run away, do you?

Not unless you're in
some kind of trouble.

- It would be nice to
know how he got away.

- Ah, there you are, sir.

The old bloke's not been seen
since yesterday afternoon.

Well, there's nothing
to indicate

that he planned going
away anywhere.

- Does he employ anyone
on the farm?

- Apparently he sometimes
uses a local lad, Rob Mills,

to give him a hand.

- Has anyone seen him?

- I don't know, not as yet.

- You're convinced that
what we have here

requires our involvement,
are you?

- Well, our fear has
to be that Mr. Totts

has been murdered.

- Hmm, the only trouble
with that theory is

we don't as yet have a body.

- The driver arrived
and saw a man

in the telephone box.

Told him to ring
for an ambulance.

According to the driver's
statement,

the man pointed to the
fire at Leap Hill

and said he already
called the fire brigade.

I checked with the operator,

but they only received one call,

asking for the ambulance
and the fire service.

- Have you tried to
trace this man?

- He gave the operator a
false name and address.

It looks as if he was
aware of the fire,

but did nothing about it
till the driver arrived.

- But he was already
on the phone

when the driver arrived.

Who was he talking to?

- I've asked.

And there's no way
we can trace that.

- Good.

Well, let's get a description
of the man

in the phone booth
from the driver.

Ah, look Lucy, I better go now.

We'll talk this afternoon, okay?

Bye.

- The Scene of Crime's
Jack Rattan,

the fire was set
it deliberately.

There's evidence an accelerator
was used.

- Probably trying to
destroy evidence.

- All that's left is the remains

of a group of sheep
in the corner.

Ah, we think it's his dog.

Poor animal obviously
couldn't get out.

- You know, judging by
the extent of damage

in this area, I'd say this
was the scene of the fire,

wouldn't you?

- Mmm.

- The dog wouldn't
have stayed here.

It must've been dead
before the fire began.

- That's a small mercy.

Do you think the
sheep were alive?

- Yeah, yeah, they've
gone back to that corner

to try and get away
from the fire, but.

- Perhaps the dog was
trying to defend Mr. Totts.

That's why he was killed.

- It's how the dog was killed
that may be of interest.

- What's that?

- It was in the dog's neck.

- What is it, a pellet?

- Looks to me like
it's home made.

Ever see one of these before?

- No, sir.

Are you Rob?

- I'm supposed to be
working, all right?

- Hey, hey.

Hang on a minute.

Do you know anything
about what happened here?

- No.

- Were you up here yesterday?

- Yeah, and I went
home at lunchtime.

And I were at my cousin's
all last night.

- Oh, well you obviously
weren't involved then, eh?

- No.
- No.

- Mr. Totts had anyone
else help out?

- Not since I've been coming up.

- What about family?

- I didn't think he had any.

- Friends?

- Must be jokin'.

Only his dog puts up with him.

- Sounds to me like you
don't like him very much.

- Well, I always got
on with George.

- Did he pay all right?

- What do you mean?

- Well, there's not
much money around

in this kind of farming
anymore, is there?

- Well, I always got me money.

- Okay, thank you.

All right, you finish up here.

- Yeah.

- I'll go check out the
neighboring farms.

I don't think we can just hope

for Totts to turn up.

- You've not found him then?

Not yet.

So you know why we're here.

- Word gets around.

I'm Superintendent
Wycliffe.

- Superintendent.

Like that old George is
gonna be in some trouble

when you do find him.

- Why is that?

- Puttin' you to all this fuss.

He probably had one too many,

rolled down there on his
line there blind drunk.

You want to find something,

you can go after that fox
that's been after my farrows.

How well
did you get on with him?

He's all right.

- Will the community
gather 'round?

Help him tend his farm?

- Rob will probably sort
most things out, won't he?

- You don't know much
about farming,

do you, Mr. Wycliffe?

- Miss?

- I've got cattle and pigs.

I've nothin' to do with sheep.

We need to trace
this man who you

spoke to in the phone box.

- Yeah, well I wish I'd
never spoken to him.

Wish I'd just driven off.

- No, no, no, you did the
right thing, Mr. Rowland.

- And I'm gonna lose
my license for it.

Yeah, sorry about that.

- I didn't cause the accident.

- Do you remember what this man

in the phone box looked like?

- No.

I had other things on my mind.

I was too busy trying
to get an ambulance.

Was he tall?

- Average.

And he got short, fair hair.

And don't ask me what
he was wearing.

- He said he'd seen
the fire, right?

You'd a-thought he
might've come up

to the farm, see
if he could help?

- Yeah, well maybe he had
a few drinks, as well.

And he was a bit
smarter than me.

Now if you don't mind.

- Ah, just one more question,
Mr. Rowland.

Was he in a car?

- No.

- I think it might
be a good idea

if you had a word with
the local vet.

Apart from anything else,

someone's gonna have to
look after these animals.

- Yeah, they don't look
too clever, do they?

- And ask him about poachers.

Why?

What do the other farmers say?

- Eh, it's nothing.

It's just that one of
them was out shooting.

Yeah, I
heard the gunfire.

- But he set me thinking.

You see, the problem
with a 12-gauge shotgun

is that it does tend
to wake the neighbors.

Mmm.

- Advantage of an air
gun, on the other hand,

is that it's almost silent.

And coupled with
a lethal bullet,

is an almost perfect
weapon for poaching.

- Yeah, but that pellet
wouldn't fit a standard

air gun, would it?

- No.

My guess is we're looking
for something home made.

Do you reckon
Totts disturbed a poacher?

- Hello.

Hello.

- Are you the vet?

- No, my husband is.

But he's out on a
call the moment.

- Oh, well, I'm DI Kersey.

Maybe I could ask you a
few questions instead.

- Well, here he is now.

- Oh.

Alan, it's the police.

- Oh, I was just about
to pop up to Leap Hill.

Someone's gonna make some
provisions for those animals.

- Well, do you think
that's gonna be necessary?

- Well, unless you found him.

- No, no, we haven't.

You must know everybody
around here.

Have you heard anything
on the grapevine?

- Well, the talk in
the village is suicide.

- Had he been depressed?

- George is not a well man.

He's had farmer's
lung for years.

- He would've got most
people down livin' up there.

No family, no money.

Always in debt.

- So he had financial
problems, as well, did he?

- Well, he's too old
to work the farm.

The grazing's not good,

his crop of lambs were low.

He couldn't afford new breeding.

To be fair, George
Totts was hit by a rumor

of tuberculosis and
that cost him.

- Why do you say it was a rumor?

- Well, 'cause he rang me
and I checked them myself.

They were fine.

- So where do you think
this rumor started?

- Ah, people see the
flocks to England.

They look around for reasons.

And some people prefer
malicious ones.

- Who?

- God knows who starts
these things.

- Sir, forensics have
confirmed that the blood

found on the farm is
definitely human.

- Right.

What about the bullet
found in the dog?

- More than likely from
a low-velocity weapon.

Tests are still being
done to see

what also caused the
hole in the door.

- Thanks, Andy.

- Sir.

- Sir?

This is the shoe found
at the accident.

- Okay, I want the blood on that

compared with the blood
found up at the farm.

- Yeah, I was about to
send it to the lab, sir,

but I was lookin' at it.

It's a size seven.

- Yes?

- Well, when I was
up at Tott's farm

I noticed how small
his shoes were.

- Well, let's see if
the pattern wear on this

matches up with those.

- I've checked, sir.

It does.

Looks like it was Totts
who was hit by the car.

- Hello?

Alan Dutton.

There's a lamb
lying in the road.

- I'm sorry, can you speak up?

on the farm.

Said it's run over.

- Ah, look, do you think
you could bring it in?

Ah, eh, ah, eh.

- The local police
should've called us

down here last night.

I mean, this has been forced.

I just thank god
I had a fire extinguisher

in the car.

- Yeah, well some kind
of flammable liquid's

been used here.

There's no other heat source.

- You mean it was started
deliberately?

Why?

- I was hoping you
were gonna tell me.

I want to report a fire.

Okay, can
you give me the location

of the fire, sir, please?

Yeah, at the
corner

at the Leap Hill farm.

- He knows the name of the farm.

What is the address?

It's up Sherman Road.

It's about two and a
half miles up the trail.

- He's local, all right.

You can't miss it.

You can see the fire
from the road.

You want
some there?

Looks like a furnace
spreading toward the house.

- Is that the chap
in the phone box?

- Yeah.

How'd you get on at the vet's?

- Well, it might be
worthwhile playing

that tape to him.

He was called out on a
wild lamb chase last night

and while he was out somebody
set light to his surgery.

- And what's the link to Totts?

- Well, arson.

I mean, if I were a
three nines caller

and his hopes caller
are the same person,

he's gonna recognize
the voice, isn't he?

Eh?

What the hell are we
doing out here anyway?

- Divisional command
is in there.

- He's a bit out of
his way, isn't he?

- Got a conference this
week in Tora Key.

- Lodge meeting, is it?

Well, you'd know all about that,

wouldn't you, Dixon, eh?

- Looks like we've
been pulled off.

- Sorry?

- You heard.

- What's the boss say?

- He's still saying it.

- It's where the resources
are coming from

for all this.

That's what concerns
me, Charles.

- We could scale
things down, sir.

- Well, we could leave
it to the local station.

I mean, the farmer does
sound like a missing person.

- A farmer doesn't
just walk out,

leaving his farm looking
like the Mary Celeste.

My belief is that someone
has been seriously

injured at this farm,
possibly killed.

Look, how about suspending
the uniform search

and we just keep going until
we've satisfied our inquiries?

- I think if we can
ask the locals to help,

ask people to search
their barns--

- Oh yeah, do-it-yourself
policing.

Maybe the killer will
hand himself in.

- Why don't you set
up a radio appeal?

- Yeah, I might do that.

- Eh, come through.

- How long has Rob been
working for you?

- Ah, a few months.

- Doesn't Totts mind?

- No.

- How does he go on with Totts?

- All right, as far as I know.

- Did you recognize the person
that phoned you last night?

- Well, to be honest I
couldn't really hear him.

- Yeah, well he's probably
trying to disguise his voice,

don't you think?

- Yeah, maybe.

- Could it be somebody you know?

I mean, could it be Rob?

- No.

No, no, it wasn't him.

- Well, ah, I'd like
you to listen to this

and see if you think
this is the same voice.

Fire brigade.

Hello, I want
to report a fire.

Yeah, can you tell
me where the fire is, sir?

Yeah, it's at
Leap, Leap Hill farm,

Leap Hill farm.

Sorry, where's
the address?

Leap Hill farm,
it's up Seven Road.

It's about two and a
half miles up the trail.

Yeah, can you...

- Anne?

They ah, they want to know if
we can identify this voice.

Yeah, can
you spell Travin, sir?

Yeah, well Travin
Road, you'll find it.

You can't miss it.

You'll be able to see
it from the road.

Travin Road,
what's on fire?

Eh, well, the
whole building.

It's kind of like a furnace.

It's heading towards
the house now.

Yeah, hello
sir, is there anything

in the building?

You'll see it
there, you'll see it there.

Yes, hello?

Hello?

- I don't know.

- Is it the same man?

- Well, this time
your reluctance,

but um, whatever your
concerns are,

they're not gonna go away if
this man's still out there.

- Well, I don't know
if it was him

on the phone last night, but ah,

that's Stephen, my son.

- By his first wife.

Heel!

- Hello, Stephen.

These gentlemen are
police officers.

How are you, Mary?

- Fine.

What do they want?

- We'd like a word with Stephen
about a 999 call he made.

- I don't need you here.

- I'll wait in the car.

- No work today?

- Or tomorrow.

Unemployed?

- There's nothin'
about, is there?

- It'll be shearing time soon.

- Oh, yeah, right.

- Why'd you give a
false name when you rang

the fire brigade, Stephen?

- Who says it were me?

- Come on, Stephen.

We've got your call on tape.

We've played it to your father.

- Yeah, well, I ah,
can't remember why.

I'd been drinkin'.

- So why didn't you
go up to the house

to see if you could
do something, eh?

- Same reason.

- Do you know a lad
called Rob Mills?

- What if I do?

- By not helping us, you're
making yourself look guilty.

You know that, don't you?

- Look, I don't have
to talk to you, do I?

- No.

But we find that innocent
people usually do.

Let's keep an eye on him.

Everything all right?

- Yes, yes, yes, yes.

How often do you see
your son these days?

I don't, it's difficult.

- I understand.

Thanks a lot, Mr. Dutton.

Stephen knows a lot more
than he's saying.

So why is he not talking?

Well, either
he's involved

or he knows who is and
he's covering up for it.

- We need to know if
there's any connection

between him and Totts.

I want evidence that either
links him to the farm

or to the fire at his dad's.

That way we can bring
him in for questioning.

- All right.

I'll see what SOCO have
recovered from the vet's, okay?

Thanks for the lift.

- I just said your boys
look around here.

Ah, I know,
Mrs. Prentice.

I need to talk to you
about Stephen Ling.

- What about him?

- Um, do you know how he
got on with George Totts?

No on
gets on with George.

- Why?

- Uh-oh, 'cause most people
don't understand him.

- And you do?

- I've known him since
he was a young man.

Been different if he'd married.

What we all knew,

well each his own,

wouldn't hardly keep
a dog let alone a wife

and that's not good for
no one, Mr. Wycliffe.

At least I've got Jenny.

- Is that your daughter?

- Granddaughter.

Her ma couldn't cope on her own.

Left me to it.

She's all I got left now.

- Incident room,
DI Lane speaking.

All right.

Right, no, no, no, that's
very helpful.

Yes, yes, I owe you a drink.

Thank you.

Forensics, ah.

- Really?

I thought for a minute
there you'd patched

things up with Simon.

- The blood on the shoe matches

the stuff we found at the farm.

- It would be helpful
if someone could

tell me whether or not the
blood belongs to Totts.

What did you find
out at the market?

- Not a great deal.

I got eyed up like a prize
ewe and that was about it.

I only found one person who
had any dealings with Totts.

A Mr. Williams, and that
was over a year ago.

After that, Totts started
dealing with

people out of the area.

Probably 'cause of the
rumors going around.

- Well, SOCO was no good.

Couldn't get any clear
prints from the surgery

or from that bottle.

- Yeah, I reckon it's
the container used

to start the fire.

I found it in the road
near the surgery.

- Hmm, flame wash.

Probably poured out the petrol
and thought it was empty.

Lit the fire with it
still in his hand,

not realizing there'd
still be flammable vapor

on the inside.

Well, not until his hand
was flame fried.

Let's go take a look
at Stephen's hand.

- That's right.

He kept one one out of
his pocket all the time,

didn't he?

- Well, you reckon he'd
fireball his own dad's place?

- Have you got something, sir?

Maybe.

- Ah, sorry to disturb
you, Mrs. Dutton.

- Ling.

I use my maiden name now.

- Well, um, we need to talk
to your son again, Mrs. Ling.

- It's the police for you.

Stephen.

- I know he hasn't gone out.

- Stephen!

Would it be
all right if we came in?

- Does he have a gun?

- No, never.

I've never allowed one.

Not even an air gun?

No.

Why didn't
you answer your mum?

- Don't know.

Must've had my headphones on.

- What have you done
to your hand, Stephen?

- I fell over.

- I see.

- We'd like to ask
you some questions

about the fire at your
dad's last night.

- Oh, yeah?

- It'll mean coming
to the station.

- Fine.

- The doctor's going
to examine your hand

to see if it's done from a fall,

as you claim.

- All right.

Can you move your
chair over here, please?

I'll give you a proper
dressing for this, as well.

When did this happen?

- The other night.

After I left the phone box.

I'd had a few to drink.

- With who?

- By myself.

- Where?

There's no pub out there.

- All right.

You want me to tell
you the truth?

- Well, what have you
been telling me so far?

- I smoked a bit of dope, okay?

I got a bit paranoid.

That's why I didn't want
to give the operator

my name and address.

I didn't want your
boys turning up

and finding me like that.

When I saw the fire,

I was on the phone, too.

Some bloke I know deals a bit.

I didn't want to say
nothing earlier.

I'm not gonna get in
any trouble, am I?

- Have a look on the
hairs on his fingers.

An absence of hair on
the index finger.

On his little finger it's
been singed to a stubble.

It's a burn, all right.

- I'm still waiting for
you to tell us the truth.

- Well, Stephen's mother
said she washed

the boy's clothes this morning.

There was blood on his jeans.

He told her it was from
where he cut his hand.

Probably from the fire.

- The lab may still be
able to do something

with the clothes.

And he might've got
blood on his shoes,

so check them out as well.

What else did his mom say?

- Well, she couldn't
think of anything

that linked him to Totts.

Or why he would want to set
fire to his father's place.

But she gave me this.

It was in his jeans
this morning.

A chisel.

- I was gonna get SOCO
to see if it matched

the, you know, the window
frame in the surgery.

- Yes, but why go to all the
trouble of forcing the window?

It was much easier, surely,

to just break the glass
and pour in the petrol.

- Hmm, maybe the motive
wasn't arson.

- Is it unusual to put a
bandage on a small burn?

- Yes, yes, it is.

I suppose it is.

The dressing and tape are
more for surgical use.

- Have you have this
bagged, please?

- Right, and we'll see
him in two weeks time

for the boot string injections.

- I'm sorry, Mr. Dutton,

can we have word
with you, please?

- Yes, sure.

- Thank you.

Can you identify this?

Is this the sort of dressing
used at this surgery?

- Yes, why?

- It was on your son's hand
when we interviewed him earlier.

- Have you at any
time provided him

with any sort of bandaging?

- Well, no.

- Could he ever have taken any

when he was visiting you?

- Well, he doesn't come here.

As you know, we don't
really get on.

- Then I think the reason
for last night's fire

may well be to cover up the
theft of medical equipment.

- Well, you think
Stephen started the fire?

- Mr. Dutton, could
you check to see

if anything has been stolen?

- Well, there's nothing here.

I would have noticed.

I mean, there's a store room,

but I keep it locked.

- Would you check it, please?

- Yes.

Well, you're right.

Someone has been here.

- Your son must've burnt himself

starting the blaze

and then later sort of a plaster

has used some of the
stolen bandages.

- Well, why did he take
it in the first place?

- I don't think he was trying
to get you, Mr. Dutton.

He needed the bandages
for some other reason.

And since there's no
doctor, surgery,

or chemist in the village,

he probably couldn't think
where else to get them.

Totts or someone was
injured at the farm.

My guess is that Stephen
knows where he is

and he's helping to
look after him.

Judging by the amount
of dressings taken,

I'd say that he was
in serious need

of medical attention.

Radio Kersey.

We'll need to find out
what Stephen knows.

- How would Stephen know
about the story?

- So I burnt my hand.

That don't mean nothin'.

No, but where you
got that bandage from does,

doesn't it?

- I could've got that
from hundreds of places.

- Detective Superintendent
Wycliffe enters

the room at 15:32.

So tell us, where could
you have gotten

the bandages from, Stephen?

- Will you tell me what that's
got to do with the farm then?

- Two cases of arson
in two days.

Someone gets injured
at the farm.

Farmer goes missing.

Whole lot of medical
equipment also goes missing.

- So?

- Instead of taking
Totts to hospital,

you've been trying
to look after him

yourself, haven't you?

- No.

- Come on, Stephen.

He needs treatment.

Well, good thing is that
he's still alive.

He's still alive, isn't he?

Obviously something happened
at the farm.

Accident probably?

Yeah?

Actually didn't want
to get into trouble.

Thought maybe you could
sort it all out.

Maybe you got someone
to help you.

That's why you made the
call from the phone box.

Is that right?

- No.

- Okay, so, why don't you tell
us your side of the story?

- I'm not sayin' nothin'.

- We can't afford to
stretch things out, Stephen.

All right, what's happened
so far may

well be an accident.

But if Totts doesn't
get treatment and dies,

you know what that would mean?

- It would mean murder, Stephen.

- No.

Look.

What if Totts died because
he got knocked over

by that car?

That would be the driver's
fault, right?

Don't forget
you're recording the radio

pane in 10 minutes.

- Oh, yeah, thank you.

- Well, we're certain that
Totts is the injured man.

He said that?

- Now, when Stephen
asked what would happen

if Totts was found to have
died from the car accident,

and that's implicit, isn't it?

- Unfortunately, then
he clammed up.

- So we definitely know
it that it was Totts

that got hit by the car.

- Well, I reckon he was
trying to flag it down.

- Except according
to the driver,

Totts appeared to have
run across the road,

disappeared, and then
jumped back out

onto the road in
front of the car.

- Yes, but who says
it was just Totts

running across the road?

What if someone was
chasing after him?

- Well, it wasn't Stephen.

Two minutes later he
was seen half a mile

down the road in the phone box.

He didn't appear to
be out of breath.

- So, there's another
person involved.

- And whoever that person
is is holding Mr. Totts.

- We need to know where
Stephen Ling's

been keeping Totts.

- It's nothing to do with me.

- What business would
he have coming up here?

- None.

- We have evidence that
he broke into the surgery,

that he took bandages
from the store room.

How would he know about
the store room?

- I don't know.

- Is he a mate of yours?

No.

- So who are his friends?

- Look, there's only
one person for Stephen,

and that's himself.

- Hmm, seems to me like
you know him rather well.

- Look, Mr. Wycliffe,
I started early

so I could finish early.

- Then just tell me who
he hangs around with!

- No one I know.

- Where could he be
keeping Mr. Totts?

- I don't know.

What about friends?

Well, he
don't bring them back here.

- There's talk about him.

- Oh, I've given up trying.

Hope'd he'd be more
like his dad.

At least get a career.

But I don't know what he wants.

I don't think he cares.

- Can I take this away with me?

The lab have found traces
of blood on Stephen's shoes.

Matches the blood we found here.

Dad's questioned him again,

but he's still not talking.

- This lad is playing
silent, as well.

And he's certainly not telling
us the truth about Stephen.

- Found this on Stephen's
bedroom wall.

Looks to me as though
their friends.

If Rob was involved,

he wouldn't needed to
have break into the vet's.

He works there.

- Maybe that's why
he did break in.

Rob?

Who is it you're protecting?

Look, I know you think
you're doing the right thing,

but ah, if George Totts dies,

this person's gonna be
in a lot of trouble.

- You don't think
he's dead already?

- Hope not.

But...

The sooner we can get
to him the more chance

there is of finding him alive.

You may be able to save your
friend from going to prison.

- It's probably a dead
animal they're after.

I put some traps down
to keep out the foxes.

- No one's necessarily
going to find out

that you told us.

- I can't.

- Rob.

I don't want to have
to charge you

with obstructing the police.

- Let me try talking to him.

Rob, listen.

We don't think this
person's a criminal

and we think some sort
of accident occurred.

- Lucy.

This is what was attracting
the birds.

- What is it?

- Ever found anything
like this before?

It's a pig's tail.

It's not fresh.

Maggot infestation,
bits of earth.

Looks like it's been buried.

- Where does it come from?

- Is this Jenny?

Mrs. Prentice, the pig farmer.

I met her here.

She's shooting foxes.

Said they've been
after her farrows.

- So the fox got one.

- Yes, but I've got a feeling

it got this one in the ground.

Sir, over here!

- You're right.

This here's been dug.

Get a stick.

- I hope this isn't where
we're gonna find Totts.

Uh.

Look.

This is where the pig's
tail comes from.

Some of the animal's
been bitten away.

- I'm not sure, but I think
this is a pig, as well.

Why they buried here?

- Disease.

- Ugh.

- We better stop.

These are the farrows
that Mrs. Prentice

was trying to protect.

That's why she was trying
to shoot the foxes.

'Cause she knew they
started digging them up.

- What if she shot Totts?

Blamed him for the spread
of the disease?

He could be buried here.

- Yeah.

But we can't excavate
until the ministry's

been down here.

They'll need to quarantine
the area.

Mrs. Prentice?

Police.

Anybody home?

Looks like
she's gone missing.

I'll search the house.

Yeah.

I'll do the buildings.

Oh, and be careful.

Mrs. Prentice?

- The size of these pigs.

How could she got
'em to the woods?

- I think they were
taken there alive.

Probably at night to
stop them being seen.

And then killed with
a weapon that

doesn't make much noise.

- A weapon the dog
was killed with.

- Yeah.

Out, come on.

- It's nothing to do with me.

I just came to warn the
family that you'd found out.

- Why didn't you tell
us they were involved?

- 'Cause I was going out
with Jenny first, see.

- So what's happened
to Mr. Totts?

- All they said was
it was an accident.

- Who are they?

- Jenny and Stephen.

They asked me to get them some
bandages from the surgery.

- And did you?

- Well, if I'd of taken them,

Mr. Dutton would've
known it was me.

I did the phone call.

I told 'em when Mrs.
Dutton wouldn't be there

and where the bandages
were in there.

I didn't know they were
gonna set fire to the place.

- And where are the
Prentices now?

I don't know.

- Where have they been
keeping George Totts?

- I, I can't think where
else they'd have him.

- Bandages.

- That's them.

I'm going.

What do you want?

- George Totts, what's
happened to him?

- I told you, I haven't
seen him.

- We found the pigs you
buried at Leap Hill.

- What pigs?

Why, could be anybody's.

- Then you won't mind
if we have the vet

come down and examine
your animals for

verifiable diseases?

- My animals are my business.

- Not when they threaten
the livelihood

of every farmer in the area.

- Gran.

- I've worked here
since I was born.

And when I die, this
farm will be for Jenny

and her children.

- No one's trying to
take your farm away

from you, Mrs. Prentice.

Did you shoot Totts
because he found out

about your farrows?

- I shot him.

- Is that the gun?

Poacher's arm.

- I'm not gonna let you
take her away as well.

She didn't mean it.

It was Mr. Totts' fault.

- He came nosin' around.

He caught us burying
up in the woods.

He threatened to report us.

We got in an argument.

- And so you and Stephen
followed him

back to the farm and ah,
the argument continued.

- Mr. Totts wouldn't listen.

He set his dog on us.

So I shot it.

He came at me shoutin', cryin'.

I panicked.

- Give me the gun,
Mrs. Prentice.

You think you can shoot me
and cover that up, as well?

How do you figure you're
gonna get away with it?

- Gran.

It'll be all right, Gran.

- We didn't mean for
this to happen.

When Stephen rang me, he said
that Totts had been shot.

We just thought we could
bring Mr. Totts

back here and patch things up.

- But he got away, didn't he?

Tried to flag down a car
and got himself run over.

- Is he still alive,
Mrs. Prentice?

- He was.

He was gettin' bad.

He needed treatment.

But we couldn't get
him a doctor.

- You've taken him to
the vet's, haven't you?

They brought him here
about a half an hour ago.

I rung for an ambulance,

but it's too late.

He's dead.

- Where is he?

- Upstairs.

Look, it wasn't Stephen's fault.

- I know, I know.

They didn't
know how bad he was.

- Sure, sure.

- Look, once his farm
went downhill,

he lost the will to live.

Will Stephen be prosecuted?

- I expect so.

He's prevented us from
getting to Totts in time

and he's also committed
arson, Mr. Dutton.

- Now, Charles.

Don't be too hard on yourself.

If the man's next door
neighbors had him

stashed underground, well,

the entire constabulary
would've been

hard pushed to recover him.

- Yeah.

- So, what are you
charging them with?

Manslaughter?

- We don't know if he
died from the bullet wound

or the car yet, so.

- No, of course not.

Right.

Well then.

I better be off.

- Yeah, and goodbye, sir,

and ah, thanks for your support.

Make a great golf
course, wouldn't it, eh?